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“That’s right, baby,” he growls above me. “Feels so good to fuck you. You’re so tight—tight and perfect. You want to come?”

“God, please…”

“All right, Mary. I want you to come. Now.”

At his command, I explode. I fall forward, my chest hitting the bed, as he continues to pound me.

The contractions start in my pussy, radiate outward through my whole body to my fingers and toes, and then they plummet back—back to my core where my pussy pulses and pounds and my whole world seems to center between my legs.

“That’s right. You come for me. Come.”

The orgasm continues. I scream into the pillow, balling the bedding in my fists. He pounds me, pounds me, pounds me…

Until—

He thunders into me, releasing with a growl.

I stay there, my ass in the air, my chest on the bed, my arms stretched out, grasping fistfuls of the comforter.

Don’t want to move. Don’t ever want to move.

I relish the fullness, until Ronan withdraws.

He turns me over so that I’m lying on my back.

He hovers above me, his dick still hard and dangling between my legs.

“Oh, Mary. I haven’t gotten to suck those nipples yet.”

I shudder at his words.

I don’t know if I can come again. That last one was so incredible that it took all of my energy, and I’m lying here like a limp fish.

But then he trails his finger up over my breast, plucking one nipple.

And my pussy reacts.

Tingles shoot through me, and I know I’m ready again. Ready for whatever he offers.

He straddles me, keeping his weight on his thighs.

He cups my breasts, plucks at my nipples. With each twist, each tug, my pussy pulses, ever ready for another climax.

“I want to taste these nipples,” he says. “I want to taste your pussy. Dive into it. Suck all the cream out of it until you’re begging me to stop.”

“Please…”

“But the same rules apply,” he says. “No climax until I tell you.”

I nod. “Yes, sir.” I’ll agree to anything at this point. Anything, as long as I can have another orgasm.

“You’re so beautiful, Mary.” He twists a nipple. Then he leans down, takes it between his lips, and sucks.

I sigh—a soft sigh of contentment. Of need. Of want.

He plays with the other nipple with his fingers as he sucks the first one.

Then—

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